When people wield accusations of privilege, more often than not, they want to be heard and seen. Their need is acute, if not desperate, and that need… - Roxane Gay

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When people wield accusations of privilege, more often than not, they want to be heard and seen. Their need is acute, if not desperate, and that need rises out of the many historical and ongoing attempts to silence and render invisible marginalized groups. Must we satisfy our need to be heard and seen by preventing anyone else from being heard and seen? Does privilege automatically negate any merits of what a privilege holder has to say? Do we ignore everything, for example, that white men have to say?

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About Roxane Gay

Roxane Gay (born October 15, 1974) is an American writer, professor, editor, and commentator.

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Alternative Names: Roxanne Gay

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